Bang...
At the lightning-quick instant when Lin Shisan was about to lose his life, a black shadow suddenly lunged from the side and slammed into the python demon's waist.
The python demon tilted sideways, and his claw naturally veered off course.
It scraped past Lin Shisan's clothes, ripping three long gashes across his chest. However, the phantom layer of Hornless Dragon scales blocked most of the blow, leaving only three faint white marks on his skin, without even a trace of blood.
A fright, but no harm done.
"Lin Shisan, you've recovered?"
A clear female voice rang out in the stone chamber.
Lin Shisan knew who it was the moment he heard her-his bride tonight, Bai Youyou, the Saintess of the Netherworld Palace.
What he had not expected was that Bai Youyou had also recovered her memories in this underwater palace.
Or perhaps she had never lost her memories at all, and everything had been her clever disguise.
As for the reason, he could not figure it out right away, nor did he have time to do so at this juncture.
He turned and saw a figure standing in the shadows to one side.
Her red robes were soaked through, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her slender, upright, perfect curves.
Her hair hung loose, dotted with water droplets. The seawater had long since washed away most of her makeup, but her eyes were astonishingly bright.
She looked all the more like a lotus emerging from the water.
She had fallen through another entrance to the underground palace and circled around to the side.
After landing her blow, Bai Youyou did not pause at all, lightly tapping her toes against the ground.
Like a length of red silk lifted by the wind, she spun through the air like a